He had just lost his virginity, and now she couldn't wait to find a man?
This Neon Phoenix seemed to be interested in him, but in fact, she was a heartless person!
Gritting his teeth, Ji Wenyuan's eyes unconsciously reddened.
Ji Wenyuan seemed to be able to see that Jade Bamboo was also wearing a red veil to serve her.
But thinking of this, Ji Wenyuan wanted nothing more than to eat that Jade Bamboo's flesh and blood.
Compared to this head, Ji Wenyuan wanted even more. He wanted to take the chains and directly lock this womanizing empress in his residence, so that she couldn't come into contact with anyone. Let's see how she does it!
On his gloomy face, a monstrous wave of ink rose in his deep eyes.
After a long time, because he had clenched it too tightly, the jade stem of the vermillion brush was somewhat broken.
That dark red thick ink dripped a drop of shocking red on the memorial.
Standing up, Ji Wenyuan tore up the dirty memorial with an expressionless face. Just like that, he crumpled it into waste paper and threw it on the ground.
He was crazy!
This poisonous woman.
He knew that he couldn't touch her.
Looking at him now, he clearly knew that it wasn't the time for him to raise his army, but he couldn't control his anger.
Thinking that his soft body would be stained with the scent of other men, Ji Wenyuan was so angry that he wanted to kill someone!
Female supremacy! How could a wife have so many men? And the empress had three thousand harem members?
What useless rules were these?
*
He went out of the study room.
Ji Wenyuan stopped beside a male palace attendant.
He didn't say anything, only revealing the jade pendant in his sleeve.
The male palace attendant understood and quickly left.
Then, Ji Wenyuan went to the place where he bathed last night.
As Lin Lang had said, the Jade Bamboo was bathing and soaking in the pond of flower petals.
His face was filled with joy. Yu Zhu had handsome features and was tall and fair. At first glance, he looked somewhat similar to Ji Wenyuan.
When he saw Ji Wenyuan enter, he immediately stopped smiling.
These twelve-faced men were all taken in by Ji Wenyuan on behalf of the empress.
Towards this gentle and noble man, they were filled with fear.
"Greetings, Prime Minister." The palace men knelt on the ground.
"Greetings, Prime Minister." Yu Zhu also hurriedly bowed
He was soaking in the pond and it was inconvenient for him to get up. Thus, he knelt in the pond.
The upper half of his body was revealed in front of Ji Wenyuan. Looking at Yu Zhu's broad chest, he kept thinking about this arm and how he would hug Ni Huang's soft body later.
Turning around, Ji Wenyuan glanced at the female general beside him.
Following behind Ji Wenyuan were two female generals in armor.
The female generals walked in the palace, so they naturally wore knives.
The sharp long knife was pulled out of the sheath and pierced through Yu Zhu's chest in an instant.
"Prime Minister..." Yu Zhu's eyes widened in confusion.
Pausing, Ji Wenyuan lowered his eyes. His usually gentle face actually looked gloomy.
He murmured, "If you want to blame it on something, blame it on your bad luck."
Ji Wenyuan put on the red dress and the outer robe.
He ordered the palace boys to carry him to the Spring Dew Hall.
Prime Minister Ji killed a head of the palace, so it was natural that he wouldn't be able to make any waves.
Xia Ling Sat in the Spring Dew Hall, still in the red dress from yesterday, lying on her side on the couch.
However, if anyone could see the mission board in front of her, they would know that she had been looking at the transparent mission board even though she seemed to be lost in thought.
Ever since she had sent Lin Lang, half of the heart-wrenching flowers on the mission board had lit up.
As the Devil King of this world, Ji Wenyuan would never let her be with anyone else, regardless of whether it was because of her dignity or love.
On one side, she was putting on an act. On the other side, didn't Ji Wenyuan's abuse value suddenly increase by half?
Based on this progress, before Ji Wenyuan fell in love with her, wouldn't the five flowers of abuse value be filled up?
Xia Ling's heart was filled with joy, but she did not know that because of her provocation, Ji Wenyuan had already killed Yu Zhu and launched a rebellion in advance.
*
The palace door of Spring Dew Hall was pushed open.
The bright light came in, and Xia Ling was so provoked that she narrowed her eyes.
When she opened them again, the palace door was closed. Through the heavy red curtains, she saw a slender and handsome man.
The palace door was closed.
The man's pitch-black eyes were fixed on her face.
"Ji... Minister Ji..."
Xia Ling stood up, her long raven-green hair falling down like a waterfall behind her.
She couldn't have sex with Yu Zhu.
She just dressed like this to provoke Ji Wenyuan.
But wasn't she being too harsh?
"Your Majesty, you seem a little disappointed to see this humble subject?"
Ji Wenyuan's eyes darkened as he walked over step by step.
He walked to Xia Ling's side.
He was very tall, so when he stood in front of Xia Ling like this, Xia Ling was half a head shorter than him, carrying an intense pressure. Xia Ling could only look up at him.
Xia Ling said, "Of course, I summoned Yu Zhu today, so how could it be Minister Ji...?"
Ji Wenyuan sneered.
"If Your Majesty wants Yu Zhu, I'm afraid you can only accompany him underground."
"Your Majesty, do you want to go to the netherworld with him?"
Ji Wenyuan's deep tone was filled with an indescribable aggression. He looked like a different person.
"You... what do you mean by this? Prime Minister Ji, what did you do to Yu Zhu?" Xia Ling's phoenix eyes flashed. She pretended to be angry and kicked the man who was originally on top of her off the bed.
The flower on the mission board flashed and two-thirds of it was lit up.
Xia Ling was satisfied.
On the other side, Ji Wenyuan helped the empress up.
His deep eyes looked at the woman who was supporting herself on the bed.
"Your Majesty!"
He looked at Xia Ling with a deep smile.
"Your Majesty, are you angry because your subject disobeyed the holy will, or angry because your subject killed Yuzhu?"
The low voice asked Xia Ling.
On the mission board, the heart-wrenching flower was shining and rising.
The air was a little tense.
Ji Wenyuan was waiting for her answer.
"I..."
If she said it was because of the Jade Bamboo, then the heart-wrenching little flower would definitely be more than half full.